I rides the rods—ain’t a-comin’ back.
She slips me a dollar and I buys a stack,
And I holds four aces on a lumberjack—
For his pay day—for me ba-bay!
For the pay day of that lumberjack!
“Starts for Dallas on the M. K. and T.,
In a Memphis town I caught the ole I. C.
Tanked up in Chi on the M. and Saint P.,
And a-sobered up in Frisco on the Santa Fee—
Without me pay day—for me ba-bay!